I was raised by the Good BooknLearned to work hard every day.nTaught that if you can't say something good, there's nothing good to say.nWell I caught on pretty earlynIt's no use to work no harder than you play,nSo I guess that's how I ended up this way.nnChorusnnSomewhere between raising hell and amazing grace, there's a placenI keep findin' myself.nWell I get a little crazy tryin' to have a little fun, then I end up, back where I started from.nDown on my knees, I pray,nOh Lord, let me see another day.nSomewhere between raising hell and amazing grace.nnI give it everything I havenTry to give more then I take.nFor Heaven's sake, nI keep on smilin' no matter what comes my way.nI may be passin' out on Friday nights,nBut come Sunday I'll be passin' the collection plate.nnChorusnnI know I'm a sinner,nBut I've got faithnOh my good side,nIs what He's gonna see.nWhen I'm standin' at them Pearly GatesnHe'll have nothin',nBut mercy for me.nnChorus